Abraham and Asyila 2

Preparation of Ijab Qobul

Bandung.

3 Days after a joint Do'a event performed by her Uncle, Dyah and Fahmi resume their pending marriage. The good day was decided and fell on Friday.

“The wedding day has been determined, now Papa wants to ask you two, you will have a wedding where?” ask Temmy who fully handed over the venue for the wedding to the two prospective brides.

Fahmi immediately turned to Dyah, because the more entitled to determine the place of the wedding was his future wife, Dyah.

“Actually, Dyah wants to do ijab qobul in Uncle's place. In Jakarta, because Dyah does not want Uncle and Aunty to bother here,” explained Dyah.

“Ok!” exclaim Temmy, “How about Nak Fahmi?” ask Temmy.

“Mau wherever it is, Fahmi agrees-agree only Pa,” replied Fahmi.

They continue to discuss the marriage that is likely to take place in the near future.

“Dyah, I asked again! Are you really sure, our marriage is only ijab qobul only?” asked Fahmi making sure once again to the bride-to-be.

“Of course, Dyah has absolutely no doubt just because we did the wedding ijab qobul only. After all, the essence of marriage is legitimate,” Dyah replied.

Temmy and Yeni exchanged glances, they were proud of Dyah's very wise answer.

A few moments later.

Fahmi finally decided to return to Absyil's house because it was night.

“Ma, Dad! Fahmi go home first, Insya Allah Fahmi tomorrow will come here,” said Fahmi.

“Iya, son Fahmi be careful on the road,” said Yeni.

Fahmi smiled and now approached his future wife.

“Dyah, Mas go home first. Do not sleep at night,” said Fahmi reminded his future wife to sleep immediately.

“Good, Mas. When you get home, do not forget to contact Dyah!” dyah Pinta.

Fahmi and Dyah continued to talk, making the parents of Dyah shake their heads.

“Dyah, if you continue like this, how can Nak Fahmi go home?” ask Yeni and laugh.

Dyah wakes up and asks Fahmi to go home soon.

“Mas Fahmi go home there!”

“Loh, how even like expelling?” ask Yeni.

Dyah was confused while scratching his nape which was covered with hijab.

“Salah ya Ma?” asked Dyah with a puzzled expression.

Temmy and Yeni couldn't help but laugh, they laughed and saw the face of their beloved daughter.

Fahmi smiles awkwardly and finally excuses to return to Absyil's housing.

After Fahmi actually left, Dyah and his parents rushed into the house because the time had shown at 10 pm.

“Ma, Dad! Thank you,” Dyah said with a happy look.

Temmy and Yeni immediately turned to their daughter.

“Honey, here hug Mama!” pinta Yeni's.

Dyah nodded and immediately hugged Yeni's body. The girl was crying, soon she was getting married and it was certain that after the wedding, she would stay with her husband.

“Mama hope you continue to be happy dear, whatever your husband says, you must obey and must not argue.”

“Ma, once again Dyah says thank you. Forgive Dyah who is still a lot of shortcomings, Dyah forever dear Mama and Papa,” said Dyah.

Temmy couldn't hold back his tears, he cried and hugged both of them.

“Have not cried,” said Temmy.

At once, Dyah and Yeni raised their heads they turned towards Temmy.

“Papa also do not cry,” say Dyah and Yeni compact.

“Yes, Papa doesn't cry anymore,” Temmy replies.

The three of them then rushed into the room to rest immediately, because tomorrow they will be very busy to prepare for the Qobul Ijab which will be held in a matter of days.

Next morning.

Dyah stretched her stiff muscles, her smile slowly expanding so beautifully.

After bathing, Dyah quickly dry her hair using a hair dryer, so that her hair quickly left and not moist when wearing a hijab.

“Honey, are you awake yet? Nak Fahmi has come,” said Yeni without intending to enter Dyah's room.

Dyah did not hear his mother's words, because the sound of the hair dryer was so noisy.

“Tok! Tok!”

“Dyah! Honey!” summon Yeni once more by continuously knocking on the door of her only daughter's room.

Dyah had finished drying her hair and heard the sound of knocking on the door.

“Who?” tanya Dyah while approaching the door to open the door of her room, “Iya ma, what is it?” ask Dyah.

“You haven't heard Mama call?” ask Yeni.

“Hhhmm, not Ma. You see Dyah again dry hair with hair dryer,” replied Dyah.

“You should not hear, you are ready quickly. Nak Fahmi has come.”

“That's right, Ma?” tanya Dyah made sure excitedly.

“Of course, yes it is fast there wear hijab!”

Dyah nodded vigorously and closed the door again.

“I wear hijab what color? I should have asked about the clothes worn by Mas Fahmi,” said Dyah monologue.

Long enough Dyah ruffled the contents of his almarin, until finally he chose hijab with light chocolate.

“This one is like good, the color is calm and not tacky,” said Dyah who has been wearing a hijab.

The girl quickly exited the room with a smile that continued to inflate perfectly.

“Good morning!” greet Dyah timidly.

Fahmi immediately turned to Dyah who turned out, the hijab worn by Dyah was in the same color as the clothes Fahmi was wearing.

“Cantics.” Fahmi unknowingly praises his future wife in front of his future in-laws.

“Mas Fahmi could have,” reply Dyah.

Fahmi woke up and scratched his head that was not itchy.

“Is it true, Dyah our daughter is beautiful?” ask Yeni tease Fahmi.

Fahmi timidly agreed to a question from Yeni.

“Mama what the hell? Te-of course Dyah is beautiful,” bright Dyah with full confidence.

“Yes, Mama and Papa's daughter is beautiful. Now you go to the dining room, haven't you had breakfast?”

“Let's go Ma,” reply Dyah.

“Dyah, you better have breakfast first. Mas also wants to discuss important things with Mama and Papa,” said Fahmi.

Dyah who was hungry finally rushed to the dining room alone, it was because both her parents and her future husband had breakfast.

“About Mas Fahmi talking about what is important with Papa and Mama? I don't know, I'd better fill my stomach first. Oya, it turns out that I am already in line with Mas Fahmi, the proof is that my hijab of choice is in the same color as Mas Fahmi clothes,” said Dyah Proud.

A few moments later.

Dyah had finished filling her belly and it was time for them to discuss the matter of marriage.

“If about food, it is better to cook yourself or catering?” ask Yeni.

“Catering only, Ma!” exclaim Dyah who is now in the living room.

“Catering? Hmmm, it looks good too,” said Yeni.

“For catering business, let Grandma Arumi and the woman take care of it,” said Dyah.

“The woman? You mean the woman who came to the hospital the other day with Ms Arumi?” ask Yeni to make sure.

“Iya, Mother. Isn't the cuisine also delicious, besides that if you use other catering services, not tasty with Aunty Asyila,” said Dyah who really appreciates the feelings of his little wife Uncle.

“You're right, baby. Mama and Papa's daughter if noticed, the more the day looks mature.it seems ready to be a wife,” said Yeni with a smile.

“Mama, stop teasing Dyah,” reply Dyah upset.